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fuck

i'm scared

Arson is-

I guess I should explain..

I got to Arson's house, and he was-

he wasn't there at first. It didn't seem like anyone was.

But from an open window i heard crying.

I checked the door and it was locked, so I tried looking through the open window.

The window was on the second floor and is sounded like Arson.

I looked around, but couldn't find anything to climb on.

I made my way back to my front and looked for a fake rock or something that a spare key would be in.

After too long, i found a spare in the bottom of a flower pot.

i opened the door and ran up to the room that the open window belonged too.

By the time I was there, Arson..

He was passed out.

Bloody.

Crying.

I've never been more scared.

I rushed over to him, trying to stop the bleeding but there was so much.

So much..

I almost threw my phone trying to take it out of my pocket, and I called 911.

They asked me a bunch of question I could barely hear, I was too focused on Arson.

He can't die.

He can't..

So the ambulance came, i wasn't allowed to go with him since i'm not his significant other or a family member.

So I ran to the hospital.

It was far, but I could barely tell.

I just need him okay.

I need him alive.

Please.

So, now i'm anxiously waiting for an update from the doctors. People got annoyed with my pacing, so I'm writing in here.

God, I'm scared

I just want him okay.

I need him okay.

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